¿Por qué será?
Alvaro Ricardo
Why is it?
Why is it that forbidden loves
are more intense than the allowed ones?
They fill you up even with just a little,
that one settles, even with just a touch of hands.
Why is it, why is it,
that forbidden loves
drive us crazy more easily?
Why is it, why is it,
that the taste of kisses
has such a different flavor?
Why is it, why is it,
that when we make love
we devour each other?
Why is it, and it's the truth,
that one touches the sky
while sinning?
We don't care if we have a partner.
Why is it that any hiding place
becomes a castle when it comes to loving each other?
These loves have a charm that gives us the strength
to endure everything in exchange for a possible nothing.
Why is it, why is it,
that forbidden loves
hit us hard when they end?
Is it because we have to endure
the wound in silence,
pretend in front of people?
Why is it, why is it,
that when we make love
we devour each other?
Why is it, and it's the truth,
that one touches the sky
while sinning?
We don't care ...
Why is it that if you look at me, and I call you baby,
that good things become delicious when they are forbidden?
Why is it that a caress becomes more delicious
if I send you a kiss, and no one knows who it's from?
And it's because forbidden loves are the ones we like.
